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			<title>My True Best Friend</title>
			<description>I can see it when he looks it meHear it when he speaks my nameI feel it when he touches meIt's never been the same&amp;nbsp;How I wish he would have been here all those years agoHe could have saved me so much painSo much I wish I'd never known&amp;nbsp;He is here nowMy true best friend..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amylynn/575821/</link>
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			<title>How is it possible, how is it real?</title>
			<description>How is it possible,how is it real?I don't even know you,but I know how I feel.&amp;nbsp;The look in your eyes,the sound of your voice.You're all I have thought about,as if I have a choice.&amp;nbsp;Since the first moment I saw you,until after you were gone.I think of how tight you he..</description>
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			<title>Just another player in the show</title>
			<description>Yes the world is a stagebut not always one to be danced onI walk around my stage in painEven though no one sees itAmazed at how the pain in my heartdisappears by the pain from the bladeWipe away the bloodwatch it smear across my skinCover up the cuts and scarsand no one knows the t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amylynn/523866/</link>
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			<title>The Truth Will Always Hurt You</title>
			<description>The days they come and go, but the pain it always staysEverytime I look at you, the conversation it replaysI don't want to think, you said the things you say to meI want to forget it all, but it's all my mind will seeYou tell me that you love me, I believe you really doHowever I keep think..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Amylynn/520407/</link>
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			<title>No more sickness in you</title>
			<description>My family lost a brother, Uncle, Husband, and Father this week to cancer......</description>
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			<title>I Miss you</title>
			<description>This is the first thing I wrote after the death of my son........I haven't written since.</description>
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